One Life {finished}

One: Anything But That

My watery cheek slipped across the window finally waking me up. How long was I asleep? Hopefully I would've never waken up. but that's what I was missing. Hope.

"Hello sweety, how you doing?"That was my dads soothing voice. He always found away to make me happy. I was closer to him than I was to my mom. His wrinkles by his eyes when he smiled i had gotten used to. I looked at his shiny ocean blue eyes through the mirror in the front of the car. "I'm fine dad. dont worry about me." His hair was dark brown with white starting to grow on him and I realized I needed to spend time with my dad no matter how unhappy I was with his job. I needed to recognize that all that time I hadnt even realized my dad was growing older. Sooner or later he was going to need me more than I needed him, and I kept that in my mind.

I looked out the window it was starting to get dark "Are we almost there yet?"

"almost"

My mom as usual was sleeping. Most of our trips it would be with her sleeping. Her beautiful shiny light brown wavy hair got all frizzy when she woke up. Thats where I got my light brown wavy hair. Her light brown eyes shined almost turning to grayish greenish like my grandpas when she looked at me. Although I got my eyes from my dad I stared the same way as my mom. When I was excited, mad, happy or sad. I had the same starry glance. I lobed my and as my dad, my mom was aging slower. that made me want to be like my mom. Her enthusiasm for everything. She was always happy no matter what anybody in the past city said about her, and that's what I loved most about my mom. She always has a positive attitude that keeps me going strong. That she might give that little hope I mostly needed.

All I wanted was to get to new york already and get it over with. I would want anything but that. I guess you dont always get what you want. Its never a happy ending. 

It smelled new with a hint of fresh dust going through my nose. I looked at the empty space of a big hall. The entrance. Wow. I went upstairs and found six rooms. Three wooden doors at my right side. To my left I saw my dad come in the house with my mom. Straight ahead was a smaller door. I wonder why that door was smaller. Sooner I found out it was the bathroom and it was pretty big for a bathroom. I walked across to the bathroom and turned to my left and on the right were two wooden doors, guessing those were rooms. Oh there was another room the only dark woodendoor left straight ahead of me and I thought to myself that I wanted that room. I wanted it for me. 

I opened the door and I walked in to my magical chamber. I loved it. There was an enormous round window to my right and a huge space with big closet doors. Big is sometimes too small to describe something so large. My dad told me it was the second biggest room in the house and it was all to myself. I also got informed that I could pick any other room and make it into my hangout place or where I could be alone. 

I made into a studio with my piano in there, row of guitars and my ukulele. I loved music it inspired me to be more adventurous and be strong in my hardest moments. Me and...Justin used to write songs together. It was his passion and mine. It was the only thing that would make our love stronger, writing music.

A tear escaped out my eye and I went into my room. I started unpacking everything. I opened my boxes. The first thing I saw was a picture of me and him. I layed it on my bed and continued unpacking. then I saw a note.

I know you're home safe if you read this letter. Right now im probably worried sick you haven't called. I just wanted to let you know no matter who goes away our hearts will never be seperated bae. I love you forever and always will. No matter what. You're all that matters. This was the last song I wrote about you before you left. Call me already so you can hear it. Signed, Justin Bieber.

I heard him talking in my mind and giggling with a big smile while I read the letter. 

I called him.

"Hello"

Hey guys so hope Your enjoying the story so far. I really like what im going to do with this story. You just have to stay in tune to read it.